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11:40pm. Apparently I've been doing these like every two months or so. But anyway. Here's another stupid word vomit. I think I'm content with life and ironically I don't know how I feel about that. Like, I should be, right? I don't think I have anything to be sad about. So, therefore. I usually do these when I'm sad or contemplative and I'm not sad and I'm barely contemplative. I'm not exactly sure why I'm doing this then, but I had the sudden urge to open a text post and start writing. So I guess here's to you, creepy weird anon person. Think you wanted me to write personally and, well, here ya go. If you're fake and are just trolling me for whatever reason you may have, then fuck you. That's cruel. If you're real, then who are you? You haven't sent any weird messages in a while. Sorry about that "pussy-ass bitch." Well, not really. I thought that was fucking hilarious. My family has high hopes for me with my current job. I don't know the likelihood of becoming a full-time Googler from contractor, but I think they're being overly optimistic. Or I'm just being pessimistic. Or rather, realistic. I don't want to let them down. At any rate, I like my job. And I'm excited to see where it takes me. Change if inevitable. I also think it's good most of the time. Oftentimes we don't see that though. People change. Relationships definitely change. And you gotta work toward and hope that that change is in a positive direction. But what do I know, hahaha. If someone is important to you, let that person fucking know. I want to say this every time I talk to you or see in you in person (however infrequently that may be) but I refrain myself: It's so great I can call you my friend. I'm happy if you are. And you seem happy now. So I suppose I'm happy. 12:07am. I have to sleep so early now because of fucking work, haha. 12:08am.